Uploaded March 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Genre-bending Tropical Fuck Storm announce their highly anticipated new album, ‘Fairyland Codex,’ out June 20th, 2025, on their new label home Fire Records. tropicalfckstorm.lnk.to/FairylandCodexID
Filled with well-schooled social anarchy, new single ‘Bloodsport’ has a Talking Heads-styled funk and a stuttering guitar break. "A canticle of enticement to all dancing molecules left on planet earth to do their stretches and step into the ring for something braver than a bareknuckle fight; a pulse check. An anthem of resistance for all left with a beating heart to scoop themselves out of the bubble bath of social malaise and backyard domineering to perceive the ticking clock of reality square in the face before we are all left to eat Levis scraps like fruity loops in bowls of printer toner and orangutang juice." adds Erica Dunn
LYRICS
It happened when the world was calling
All you could do was stare at walls
Your face became a sunken awning
A lukewarm life form
Your sentimental wish was something
A delicately wrapped last resort
Trying' to summon up a feeling
Sounds like blood sport!
Oh I'm so sorry there's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry there's no real halo
Don't say your sorry if your hearts made of stone
There's No safe word when the bubble explodes
A tiny square of dirt was something like
A territorial allegory oh
Kill a chicken without warning
Then eat what you stole
The Silk Road calms yr sweet tooth
Mango, papaya, peach
It doesn't matter who you call
You'll still be outta reach oh!
Oh I'm so sorry this worlds just one deep throat Oh
I'm so sorry what's left is melted snow Don't
Say your sorry with an eye on the keyhole
There's no safe word when the bubble explodes
You say it happened when you had no warning
Just Gucci revolution anecdotes of
Question marks and cunts in charge bending You over a barrel
So it happened when you had no warning
The poison turns to antidote
And pretty people everywhere
Will have to eat their clothes!
Oh I'm so sorry there's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry there's no real halo
Don't say your sorry if your hearts made of stone
There's No safe word when the bubble explode
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Directed and animated by Nespy 5Euro
Character Design by Debora Panaccione
Easter Eggs by Ilya Barrett and Ben Parrish
More videos by Nespy 5Euro at
youtube.com/playlist?list=PLJuyd4QfEID0zWDrW8F3c6V9_CQejCp-j
Check Fire Records website for future releases and more info:
firerecords.com
Subscribe to our channel:
youtube.com/channel/UC4Gjp9Np8j6qe_2ZSMsfNKg?sub_confirmation=1
#FireRecords
Genre-bending Tropical Fuck Storm announce their highly anticipated new album, ‘Fairyland Codex,’ out June 20th, 2025, on their new label home Fire Records. tropicalfckstorm.lnk.to/FairylandCodexID
Filled with well-schooled social anarchy, new single ‘Bloodsport’ has a Talking Heads-styled funk and a stuttering guitar break. "A canticle of enticement to all dancing molecules left on planet earth to do their stretches and step into the ring for something braver than a bareknuckle fight; a pulse check. An anthem of resistance for all left with a beating heart to scoop themselves out of the bubble bath of social malaise and backyard domineering to perceive the ticking clock of reality square in the face before we are all left to eat Levis scraps like fruity loops in bowls of printer toner and orangutang juice." adds Erica Dunn
LYRICS
It happened when the world was calling
All you could do was stare at walls
Your face became a sunken awning
A lukewarm life form
Your sentimental wish was something
A delicately wrapped last resort
Trying' to summon up a feeling
Sounds like blood sport!
Oh I'm so sorry there's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry there's no real halo
Don't say your sorry if your hearts made of stone
There's No safe word when the bubble explodes
A tiny square of dirt was something like
A territorial allegory oh
Kill a chicken without warning
Then eat what you stole
The Silk Road calms yr sweet tooth
Mango, papaya, peach
It doesn't matter who you call
You'll still be outta reach oh!
Oh I'm so sorry this worlds just one deep throat Oh
I'm so sorry what's left is melted snow Don't
Say your sorry with an eye on the keyhole
There's no safe word when the bubble explodes
You say it happened when you had no warning
Just Gucci revolution anecdotes of
Question marks and cunts in charge bending You over a barrel
So it happened when you had no warning
The poison turns to antidote
And pretty people everywhere
Will have to eat their clothes!
Oh I'm so sorry there's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry there's no real halo
Don't say your sorry if your hearts made of stone
There's No safe word when the bubble explode
-
Directed and animated by Nespy 5Euro
Character Design by Debora Panaccione
Easter Eggs by Ilya Barrett and Ben Parrish
More videos by Nespy 5Euro at
youtube.com/playlist?list=PLJuyd4QfEID0zWDrW8F3c6V9_CQejCp-j
Check Fire Records website for future releases and more info:
firerecords.com
Subscribe to our channel:
youtube.com/channel/UC4Gjp9Np8j6qe_2ZSMsfNKg?sub_confirmation=1
#FireRecords
